|Things coming together, and others, falling apart.
||[Feb. 25th, 2010|10:57 am]
Renegade Necrophile Princess
I'm writing not because I feel the urge to, but because one of my internet stalkers is a whiny bitch.
I got all my shit together to get my taxes done, today. A bunch of my friends at school keep telling me that I am going to get a lot of money back this year, but I am trying to remain a skeptic. I didn't get a lot back last year, and I made even less money this one.
It's kind of depressing. I mean, I'd like to get a decent chunk of change for doing nothing. My lips get tired and chapped when I have to work, and I'd really like to think that I don't have to this summer. Alas, I fear I'll need to make use of my kneepads, again.
Hopefully I'll be able to find something in late July. D:
In other news, my 2 weeks of 'vacation' is drawing to a close. I'm desperately trying to fool myself into thinking that school is not just around the corner.. but the overwhelming anxiety of looming midterms won't let me enjoy that tiny bit of cognitive dissonance. As a result, I'm left gaping like a brain-fried retard at a stack of textbooks as I try to use caffeine to build up some motivation.
Instead, I'm left hyper, with an over-active, unsateable libido, and an overwhelming urge to surf 4chan.